Chapter 1
Standing behind the curtains that were made of the softest of silks I hear the crowd chant and holler in excitement of what is to come. Me and Alisha my best friend turn to each other and give encouraging smiles. We both hate doing this. We hate going out there and dancing for those low life guys. Unfortunately we are at a place in life in which this is the only way to make money and take care of ourselves. But we both came up with a plan to leave this place one day alone with our other best friend Jackson. The rest of the girls however seem like they could care less. Most likely because they're used to this whereas me and Alisha would still be considered beginners.
Quietly we make our way out and get into place, position and posture. Then the lights flash on and the crowd goes wild. The background is still dark but the spot light shines brightly and is settled on each one of us. The music starts up slowly and slowly. Slowly we start to move form our posture and start up with our slow dance movements. Even though the music and our dances start out slow we make sure to keep it as sensual and enticing for the male audience as possible.
“Ouhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” We hear the village men groan and moan out at our dance position that almost revealed a lot beyond the inner thigh but still enough to keep our “modesty.” While I hear their comments I can’t help but to think. Is this really what my life has come to. Pleasing men? Surely there is a greater potential for us. For anyone really. There has to be. Their comments make want to scrub my body to no extent. They make me want to puke.
You see the more sensual and enticing the moves are the more the money. Which is something that all of us are in desperate need of. As the music started to pick up speed so did the rhythm of our bodies. And before you know it we were getting off the stage and walking around the male audience and start teasing them. Well the others are. Due to all the girls causing some sort of distractions for the men, no one seems to notice me sneaking out right through the back door, which requires a good about of navigation due to all the little quarters we have for rooms. In which five girls share one room. And we have in total of 25 performers. But there is a twist to it. The dancers are broken down into levels. And there are 5 dancers within each level.
The lowest one is Mosht: The lowest paid dancers are the ones used for your village commoners. Who can’t pay enough. Who have small stalls out in the streets to help support their homes.
The second to lowest would be Kemf: The second lowest paid dancers are used for servant that work for the kingdom and tend to get payed more than your village commoners.
The third is Usht: Kind of somewhat respectable members of society. Such as police officers who barely do their job unless it involves some one of higher status. They are just officers by uniforms and appearance not by actions.
The fourth level is Istan: The noble people. Such as those that run religious worshiping places. Shocking I know. But not all are like that only some are. And Istan also contains of people a part of the constitutional programs. Such as the government who aids alongside the king and queen.
And lastly we have the Smurfs. Well actually the name is Zumarfs but I call them smurfs: They are performers for the literal Kings and Queens themselves. It’s mainly the Kings who get drunk out of their freaking mind and then make the mistake of coming here. But oh well. It only means more money for us. And they are also performers for special events that are held for the kingdoms such as a coronation party or the birthday of a King.
All these levels of social classes are assigned to a specific day as well.
Mosht: Monday
Kemf: Tuesday
Usht: Wednesday
Istan: Thursday
Smur- I mean Zumarfs: Fridays.
And Saturday and Sundays are our off days. And each levels of dancers are treated differently. Zumarfs are treated lavishly and are known for being very snobby. And the Mosht are treated poorly by people superior to them. I am an Usht. So I am both envied by the mosht and looked down upon by the Smurfs. Not that it really matters to me.
I was successful enough to sneak my way out of the dance house. From there I go outside through the rusty backyard gates. To my favorite place. The backyard. Because from there I sneak into the forest and get lost in my own world.
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